id not speak to them or even acknowledge that he knew they were there。 The spirits were in his eves。
Kahlan and Richard sat in silence in the empty； dark room； waiting。 She picked at the heel of her boot； trying not to think about what it was she had mitted herself to； yet unable to think of anything else。
Richard would be unarmed； without his sword； his protection。 But she would not be without her power。 She would be his protection。 Though she had not spoken it； that was the other reason she had to be in there。 If anything went wrong； it was going to be she who died； not him； that much she knew。 She would see to it。 She steeled herself； went into herself。 She heard the Bird Man call out Richard's name。 He rose to his feet。
〃Let's hope this works。 If it doesn't； we're in a lot of trouble。 I'm glad I'll have you there。〃 It was a warning； to stay alert。
She nodded。 〃Just remember； Richard； these are our people now； we belong。 They want to help us； they will be doing their best。〃
Kahlan sat hugging her knees； waiting； until her name was called； then went out into the cool； dark night。 The Bird Man sat against the wall of the spirit house； on the little bench。 She could see in the dark that he was naked； symbols painted in jagged lines； stripes and whorls all over his body； his silver hair down around his bare shoulders。 Chickens roosted on a short wall nearby； watching。 A hunter stood near the Bird Man。 Coyote hides； clothes； and Richard's sword lay at his feet。
〃Remove your clothes； 〃 the Bird Man said。
〃What is this？〃 she asked； pointing at the hunter。
〃He is here to take the clothes。 They are taken to the elders' platform； for the people to see that we are in a gathering。 Before dawn； he will return them； to let the people know that the gathering is at an end。 〃
〃Well； tell him to turn around。 〃
The Bird Man gave the order。 The hunter turned around。 She gripped the tongue of her belt； yanked it free from the catch。 She paused； looking down at the Bird Man。
〃Child； 〃 he said softly； 〃tonight you are neither man nor woman。 You are a Mud Person。 Tonight； 1 am neither man nor woman。 I am a spirit guide。 〃
She nodded； removed her clothes； and stood before him； the cold night air on her naked flesh。 He scooped a handful of white mud from one of the pots。 His hands paused before her。 She waited。 He was clearly skittish about doing this； despite what he said。 Seeing was one thing； touching quite another。
Kahlan reached out； took his hand； and pulled it firmly against her belly； feeling the cold mud squish against her。
〃Do it；〃 she ordered。
When finished； they pulled the door open and went inside； he sitting among the circle of painted elders； she opposite him； next to Richard。 Black and white lines swept diagonally across Richard's face in dramatic tangles； a mask they all wore for the spirits。 The skulls that had sat on the shelf were arranged in the center of the circle。 A small fire burned slowly in the fireplace behind her； giving off an odd； acrid smell。 The elders stared fixedly ahead as they rhythmically chanted words she couldn't understand。 The Bird Man's far…off eyes came up。 The door closed of its own accord。
〃From now； until we are finished； near dawn； no one may go out； no one may e in。 The door is barred by the spirits。 〃
Kahlan's eyes swept the room； but saw nothing。 A shiver ran up her spine。 The Bird Man took a woven basket sitting near him and reached inside。 He pulled out a small frog； then passed the basket to the next elder。 Each took a frog and began rubbing its back against the skin of his chest。 When the basket reached her； she held it between her hands and looked up at the Bird Man。
〃Why do we do this？〃
〃These are red spirit frogs； very hard to find。 They have a substance on their backs that makes us forget this world； and allows us to see the spirits。 〃
〃Honored elder； 1 may be one of the Mud People； but 1 am also a Confessor。 I must always hold back my power。 If I forget this world； I may not be able to do that。 〃
〃It is too late to back out now。 The spirits are with us。 They have seen you； seen the symbols on you that open their eyes。 You may not leave。 If one is here who is blind to them； they will kill that person； and steal their spirit。 I understand your problem； but I cannot help you。 You will just have to do your best to hold back your power。 If you cannot do so； then one of us will be lost。 It is a price we will have to pay。 If you want to die； then leave your frog in the basket。 If you want to stop Darken Rahl； take it out。 〃
She stared wide…eyed into his grim face； then reached into the basket。 The frog wriggled and kicked in her hand as she passed the basket to Richard； telling him what to do。 Swallowing hard； she pushed the cold slimy back of the frog against her chest； between her breasts； to the one place on her where there were no symbols painted； pushed it around in circles as the others had done。 Where the slime touched her skin； it felt tingly； tight。 The feeling spread through her。 The sounds of the drums and the boldas grew in her ears until it seemed as if the sound was the only thing in the world。 Her body vibrated with the beat。 In her mind； she took hold of her power； held it tightly； concentrated on her control of it； then； hoping it was enough； she felt herself drift away。
Everyone took the hand of the person to each side。 The walls of the room swam away from her vision。 Her consciousness undulated； like ripples on a pond； floating； bobbing； pitching。 She felt herself beginning to spin in a circle with the others； around and around the skulls in the center。 The skulls brightened； lighting the faces of everyone in the circle。 They were all swallowed into a soft void of nothingness。 Shafts of light； from the center； spun with them。
All around； shapes closed in。 In terror； she recognized what they were。
Shadow things。
Unable to get a scream out； her breath caught in her throat； she squeezed Richard's hand。 She had to protect him。 She tried to get up； to throw herself over him so they couldn't touch him。 But her body wouldn't move。 She realized with horror that it was because hands； hands of the shadow things； were on her。 She struggled； struggled to get up； to protect Richard。 Her mind raced with panic。 Had they already killed her？ Was she dead？ Was she no more than a spirit now？ Unable to move？ The shadow things stared down at her。 Shadow things didn't have faces。 These did。 Mud People faces。
They weren't shadow things； she realized with a wave of relief； the were the ancestors' spirits。 She caught her breath； eased the panic back down。 Relaxed herself。；
〃Who calls this gathering？〃
It was the spirits speaking。 All of them。 Together。 The sound； hollow； flat； dead； almost took her breath away。 But it was the Bird Man's mouth that moved。
〃Who calls this gathering？〃 they repeated。
〃This man does； 〃 she said； 〃this man beside me。 Richard With The Temper〃
They floated between the elders； gathering into the center of the circle。
〃Release his hands。 〃
Kahlan and Savidlin let go of Richard's hands。 The spirits spun in the center of the circle； then； in a rush； they came out in a line； passing through Richard's body。
He inhaled sharply； threw his head back； and screamed in agony as they swept through him。
Kahlan jumped。 The spirits all hovered behind him。 The elders all closed their eyes。
〃Richard！〃
His head came back down。 〃It's all right。 I'm all right；〃 he managed in a hoarse voice； but he was clearly still in pain。
The spirits moved around the circle； behind the elders； then settled into their bodies； both spirit and man； in the same place at the same time。 It gave the elders a soft； indefinite appearance around the edges。 Their eyes e open。
〃Why have you called us？〃 the Bird Man asked； in their hollow； harmonic voices。
She leaned a little toward Richard； keeping her eyes on the Bird Man。 〃They want you to say why you called this gathering。〃
Richard took a few deep breaths； recovering from what they had done t